Hmm… Armed and dangerous. Bet you're not gonna come quietly.
Can we talk about that jacket, though? I'm just saying.
Are you looking at those pants? Look at them!
I swear, if I had legs, Terry, I would--
Sean! Please come over here and undo whatever you did to KRS.
One second, Dad. Lisa is teaching me how to count cards.
-What?
Okay. Say you have two unseen hearts.
Two more hearts fall on the flop.
There are now 47 unseen cards.
You have nine outs--
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?
Playing a game?
No, I can see that. Didn't you just get in trouble for this?
Seriously, Dad?
Don't "seriously, Dad" me.
Your mom just told me the school called the house over this.
What happens when they decide to expel you next time, huh?
Your mother and I worked too hard
to send you to that school for you to jeopardize it.
For what? 'Cause you wanna run around like the Cincinnati Kid?
Nope. We're not doing that. Not in my house.
Where did you learn this stuff anyway?
You don't remember?
Wow. You don't.
When I was younger,
you'd come home from work and teach me new games, tricks, ways to shuffle,
before you'd tuck me in.
Come on! Of course I remember!
-Come on! I remember!
-Mm-hmm. -KRS.
Hey! I didn't say anything. You know what you did.
2,800 a gallon? God…
darn.
Gosh darn, that's expensive.
All right. Go ahead and grab some stuff for the road.
We're rich!
Be back here in ten.
And, Sean. With more than just candy.
-Sean. I mean it.
Lisa, you can… get whatever you want.
Whoa.
Whoo!
Hmm? "Grungy Grape Gut Gushers"?
"Sour Brain Blue Butt Blasters"?
"Choco-Latta-Cootie Caramel Squares"?
Ugh.
Hmm?
Beep boop.
Hi.
Seeking receptacle for packaged sweet sustenance.
-You need a basket? -Affirmative.
Whoa!
Oh. I-I mean, uh…
Adequate.
I am Robo-Sean from the Earth sector.
Serial number eight.
Manufacturer… Dad and Mom.
Please state your identity.
-Why you keep talking like that? -What?
Are you, like, a vintage, old model or something?
'Cause I'm a robot. I thought robots…
Never mind. Um, what's your name?
Kyrelian Robotic Labor Unit, Designation 383.
"KRL."
Um, I'll just call you KARL for short.
KARL…
Huh! KARL!
Wow. That is much shorter.
Anyhoo. I gotta get back to work. Nice meeting you, Robo-Sean.
But you don't have any customers.
Well, yeah. Ever since we had this bug problem.
-We should hang out! -Hang… out?
Yeah. Like, do stuff. Have fun.
I don't know that I'm programmed to have "fun."
-Come on, I'll show you! -Ho-ho! Okay!
Uh, we shouldn't run though. I… I just mopped!
I teach her to play cards,
and all of a sudden, she's freaking Casino Royale.
Hey. Everything okay with the kids?
Oh yeah. Nah, super good. Super good.
The kids are great. They're, uh… just getting ready for dinner.
Yeah. No, everything's… great.
Oh, I know that tone.
Terry, what is going on?
Yeah.
-I talked to Lisa… -Yeah?
Didn't really go like I hoped it would.
-Shocking. -What do you mean?
Well, you know how she is. And, uh, how you are.
You can both be tough nuts to crack.
Gosh. I wasn't this hard, though, was I?
Uh--
She hasn't even brought home her first boyfriend yet,
and you're already having trouble with this?
Oh, no. No, no. No. Don't even. Please, I can't even think about that.
-Hey, you okay? -I'm fine.
I don't think that bag of Maca Snacks would agree.
I'm okay.
Okay.
It's just, dads are so annoying.
Ah. Dads. Say no more. I get it.
They never listen to you.
They always think they know everything. They're working all the time one minute,
and the next minute, they just magically expect you to…
Wanna talk about it?
Whoa.
Ah! Brain freeze! Brain freeze!
Hoo!
All right. You're next.
Uh, you know, I should say I've never done--
Uh…
KARL!
KARL?
Are you all right?
Are you kidding? Again!
What? No. Dude!
Psych!
You were all like, "Ah! You're gonna die!"
Yeah.
-That was amazing!
Can we have more… fun?
Whoa!
Whoo!
Oh!
These are just-- Look at these. Robo-Sean, you see these?
Whoa--
Whoa. X-ray vision!
Huh?
And make sure that Sean eats his vegetables.
Yep. Matter of fact, let me go check on that.
-I'll have the kids call you later. -All right.
Oh, hey. Keep trying, Terry.
Honestly, she cares about you, even if she has a tough way of showing it.
Yeah?
It's all you can do.
Yeah.
All right. I'm gonna see what these gremlins are up to.
-Have fun.
Huh! I said ten minutes!
Clean up on aisle three.
Bugs.
-Bugs.
KARL, I think your friend is leaking.
I don't know, it's just, when he's never around,
what am I supposed to do?
Just act like everything's cool?
-You know? -Mmm.
Sounds a lot like my dad. Or how he was.
We rarely saw eye to eye on, well, really, anything.
Still loved him though. Still miss him.
Same as, I'm sure, yours loves you.
Parents aren't perfect.
All both of you can do is keep loving each other and keep trying. Hmm?
Yeah.
Oh! I should go check on my brother.
Thanks for listening.
Sean! Sean! Where are you?
Why, thank you, Your Majesty.
What'd you do? Bathe in this stuff? Jeez!
I hate to break it to you, but the shades only make you--
Shh.
Look.
Oh, man! We sell Glorple Blatz!
Hey! Robo-Sean! You know we sell Glorple Blatz?
Run, KARL! Run!
KARL!
Whoa!
We have to keep moving.
KARL mentioned a bug problem,
but I thought he meant, like-- like, cockroaches!
Aw, and now he's just a pile of dead robo-goo.
What are you talking about? Who is KARL?
What the…
-He's alive! -Shh!
Run, Robo-Sean! Run!
-KARL!
-What do we do? -Shh!
Sean, when I say "now,"
we're gonna push back on this thing as hard as we can. Okay?
-But-- -Just do what I say. On my go.
Ready…
Steady…
Now!
-We did it!
-We did it. We did it.
-Huh?
-Uh… -Seriously?
-Oh no!
-Hmm?
-Dad! -Huh?
Dad!
-Dad! -Kids!
-Dad!
I thought I said ten minutes!
You've gotta be kidding me.
-KARL! You're alive!
Who is KARL?
Oh yeah, no. I'm a robot. We can't really die.
It's kinda the whole thing with being a--
-No!
Hey, Robo-Sean. You gotta chill, man. It's all good.
Bye, Robo-Sean and other people!
Be sure to visit us again!
Thanks for teaching me the meaning of fun!
Oh, wow, that tickles!
KRS, open the hatch!
What're those?
Get those nasty things off of me!
Dad! Get us outta here!
KRS, what's going on?
They're too heavy.
The bugs are weighing us down! Get 'em off! Get 'em off!
They're going to take us down!
Divert the ship's shield power to the thrusters.
No, wait! Divert all power to thrusters.
Can you pick one, Terry?
It's working! It's working!
Sean, be careful before you hit…
KRS.
-Wing damage! Wing damage!
We did it!
We did it. We did it. We--
It doesn't look that bad.
Put me out! Put me out!
Ooh, you're in trouble.